Funny Rap Battle Lyrics Novels & Stories

The morning sun is starting to stretch out but my mood’s still sore. Rico’s at the wheel, fingers tapping the steering. There’s a rap song playing, something loud and punchy. Sounds like it’s from New Orleans, maybe underground, full of slang and rhythm I can’t fully catch. I glance at him. His lips are moving, mouthing every word—no, not mouthing. He’s rapping. Actually rapping. Bar for bar. Flow smooth, head nodding, while his fingers drum on the steering like he made the beat himself.

Before she could speak, Owen told her, "Don't be afraid. They came from the countryside and probably don't even know what an academic competition is. We've trained for the competitions for years. Why should we fear them?" From the countryside? Didn't he know what an academic competition was? I looked at Connor and laughed. "This should be fun." Connor said lazily, "Since that's what you think..." I finished his sentence with a faint smile. "Fine." "We accept the wager." We would play along. We would show them what true domination looked like.

As if on cue the drummers began to beat on their drums as a cacophony of shekere, gongs, gangan and bata drums intensifies. "Now you want to challenge us to a dance battle, what next a cooking competition? like that's going to save your pathetic life by the time we're done with you." Another thug sneered. " Nothing of the sort oh insignificant worm, I just want to show you how much of a scum you all are, at your age I already slew my first monster, I had lost my ability to shed tears in a wager to a gnome of the forest, I had taken my first step on the path to become the man you see before you, what have you achieved at your age besides living from hand to mouth by petty stealing, slaves to

"I take a step and the ground quakes" "They come at me with their full strength" "But still I'm someone that they can't take" "Ain't no one that can catch me slipping" "I can't keep count of the a** I'm kicking" "If this was a game they'd say I'm cheating" "Cus they brought guns but their shots are missing"

You wanna stick it in my face I’ll break it off One left, one right I bust you in half ‘Cause my fists so fast they go The trolls responded: BADA BOOM BOOM And my hips so fast they go Again the trolls joined in: ZOOM ZOOM ZOOM When shit is getting heavy Like it weighs a ton I will split you open Just for fun Cast you out Like a class A magician Hammer your hopes On my anvil of submission And when you get tired and want a rest I will pull out your spine AND FUCK YOU IN THE NECK The crowd joining in on the last line devolved into roars of approval. I thought there was going to be a cave in. Oooookay, then. Kind of aggressive lyrics for a singing competition, but for all I knew that passed for

Jaxon’s Verse: ♪ I was shadow, I was smoke, yeah Lost in the dark, couldn’t find my road (Ah) Crown felt wrong, mirror showed a lie Thought I was king till the silence made me cry Two lives, two faces, split until I broke Problem child? Nah, that’s the fire I provoke Now I’m done running—watch me take control Born to rise, born to shine, claiming every soul ♪ Kai’s rap flowed fast and cocky: ♪ Bottom to the top, we carved our name Voices like thunder, setting fire to the game Up, up, up—no limits in our sight Golden forever, owning every night ♪ Ryu’s deep, powerful voice cut through clean: ♪ We stand as one, no force can divide

Oh-oh-oh, woah, woah It's fire Huh, as we go on, we remember All the times we spent together (ooh, woah) As our lives change (ooh, woah), from whatever We will still be (we will still), friends forever First off, tell the girl in my math class I'm rich And you broke, b-, I had the last laugh And to the dumb n- in my science lab How'd it feel when we fought, and you caught a jab? Man, f- prom F- the teacher that was always talking on the intercom And f- the student that we thought was always gon' bring in a b- And all of the girls wild, them b- was too foul They all on my d- now Huh, as we go on (as we go on), we remember (we remember) All the times we (all the times), spent together (ooh, wo

I hit the boy young and I go skate in a rari 🎵 🎵Baby welcome to the party 🎵 🎵B!t¢h I'm a thot. Get me laid🎵 🎵Gun on my head. One in a hit. Ten in a clip🎵 🎵Baby. Baby don't trip. Just lower your tone. Cause you might get hit🎵 Abel moved his head tho and fro vibing to the drill song blasting from the speakers. With a small glass cup of scotch in his palm, he sat on the roof of the Mansion, looking down at the pool party organized by Sekani Daniels, son of Jàck Daniels.

Clint started to rap, “I like big butts and I cannot lie. You other brothers can’t deny. That when a girl walks in with an itty bitty waist and a round thing in your face, you get sprung!” “Hehehe!” Much to their surprise, Freya began to laugh. And because Freya seemed to love it, Zia and Clint continued to sing her the same song! Clint played the song on his phone, and he and Zia began dancing to it. They became so engrossed that they acted out the song’s lyrics. Freya kept laughing and laughing, her eyes sparkling in enjoyment. “So, fellas (Yeah), Fellas (Yeah). Has your girlfriend got the butt? (Hell yeah)

Raph grabbed my arm, his grip like iron, dragging me forward. “Let go!” I yelled, struggling against his hold. Raph snarled at me, his canines out. "You don't belong here, human." “Then let me go!” I twisted, bringing my knee up, catching him in the stomach. He grunted, loosening his grip just enough for me to break free. I stumbled back, feeling the hot rush of adrenaline as I raised my fists, my breath coming fast. I knew I didn’t stand a chance against them in a fight, but I wouldn’t go down without trying.